She unzips her dress, falling back against the bed, holding tightly to him. There is a moment when she can almost remember doing this with another. With Sam, even though she knows neither were more than just colleagues. She felt fear and hope tainting the sensation. Something denied and horrendous waiting for her.

The image disappeared at the feeling of Gale's body against her. Heat flooding her veins. She kisses him desperately, descending into heady lust and affection.

Her hands snake under his shirt, looking to gaze at the body she had longed to see.